My First - Pt. 5

“Are you alright?” Andrea laughed, “relax. It’s just me, Eric,”
“Just you,” he laughed, and nodded, “I know. I know. I get so nervous all the time. I’m not, you know… used to..” i looked around. She was going to think I was a dork.
She placed her hand on my lap, and I stopped breathing for a second, “Don’t worry about it, I’m nervous too!”
“You are?!”
“No you’re not. I see you here all the time with the guys from school,”
“That’s different. You’re special Eric,”
“I am?”
“I don’t think you give yourself enough credit. Other guys they .. they look at me and see an object; a play thing. Big boobs!”
I swallowed hard!! DON’T STARE! I stole a peek. There was no denying it, she caught me.
“They’re there!”
There was a silence, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Her finger did trace lines upon my leg, and I shameless moved closer to let her. But I had NO CLUE what to do or say. I had NOTHING.
Root beer floats arrived, and Andrea sipped hers through a straw, eyes closed.
“You look beautiful, Drea!”

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